Waking up with a smile on her face is something Jesse had never done in all her twenty-six years. It felt odd yet so right at the same time, especially with the feeling of bone-deep contentment, of utter peace and happiness filling her to the brim.
All these feelings made her feel better than she had in a very long time.
Stronger.
Like a phoenix, she felt reborn but the fire that had birthed her had been that of a sexual inferno that had exploded from deep inside her.
She felt like her old self now than she had ever before. And lighter, so much lighter, and ready to do anything she wanted, however, she wanted to do i and take on whoever thought to tell her any differently.
Lifting her hands over her head, Jesse pointed her toes and stretched her body to its limits, the blankets covering her naked body sliding sensuously off of her. But she didn't really notice it happening. No, she was too focused on the way her well-used body was protesting against such an exercise and reveling in how the muscles that she didn't even know were used during sex cramped slightly.
Face flushing slightly at the images flashing in her head of what had happened the night before, Jesse turned onto her stomach so that she could press her burning face into her pillow. The scent of Devon, Jax and sex, musky and fresh, filled her nose and she groaned as her stomach clenched in the renewed need to have them both again. To feel them both shoved so far inside of her that she couldn't tell where the one started and where the other one ended. To lose herself in the rhythm they created together with her and to lick the sweet taste of their sweat from their bodies as they pressed her close between them.
No one had ever made her feel the way they did and no one had ever wanted her as much as they obviously did.
Beautiful.
Sensual.
Cherished.
Desirable.
All those things they had ever made her feel had come back ten-fold and all at once but mostly they made her feel primitive, almost animalistic, with the need to have them. A need that helped block all thoughts of insecurities and what-if worries. A need that had helped to drown out that annoying little voice in the back of her head that shouted at her between moments of respite that she should to run to the bathroom and lock herself in there until she either died or the twins just somehow disappeared while she still had the chance.
That voice was also drowned out by her moans and screams and by their groans and shouts, Jesse thought with a wide, satisfied smile.
Not that locking herself in the bathroom was much of an option now anyway. The muted sound of water running let her know that at least one of the twins were busy in her shower.
That sudden realization caused Jesse's thoughts to come to a screeching to a halt, her heart rate to increase ten-fold and her breath to escape her lungs in short pants. She turned onto her back as her eyes helplessly turned to the closed door of her bathroom. Wishing, and not for the first time, that she could have x-ray vision. So that she could see whichever twin was in there's muscles flexing deliciously, so that she could see the suds of soap sliding down his skin and the water racing after it, almost as if to beat the soap to the next point. To the jutting erection standing proudly at attention as he ran his hands along the length of it, his eyes automatically fluttering closed at the sensation that action caused.
By their own violation, Jesse's hands moved down her own body, unconsciously tracing the path the water was taking in her mind, pausing only when her finger tips came into contact with her trimmed pubic hair. She played with that hair while staring intently at the door, imagining the twin behind it fisting his dick and pumping his hand up and down. His chest rising and falling at the same pace as hers was now as he took himself closer to climax. Then she pictured him whispering her name as he came all over the walls of the shower and suddenly Jesse couldn't take not knowing what really was happening behind her bathroom door.
Scrambling off the side of the bed as fast as she could, Jesse all but ran to the bathroom door and slowly, softly opened it. Not wanting to give away her presence away just in case she could see a show that would probably blast her little fantasy right out of the water.
And she was right.
Though it wasn't quite what she had pictured, Jesse knew that the sight in front her was something Lou and Sasha would kill to see. Hell, they'd probably get themselves some popcorn and make themselves right at home while they avidly watched the man in the shower, gleefully yelling out comments and instructions as they did so.
Unable to help herself, Jesse moved further into the bathroom as she watched Devon through the steam filling the small room. Her eyes taking in the water as it ran down his tall body that was marred by long red lines caused by her nails that had dug into him when their passion had almost become too much for her, while he slowly but thoroughly washed himself, just like she had pictured it but only better.
More delicious.
More dirty.
Nothing could look better than this man, slick with water, twisting and stretching in the shower, putting on a little show just for her to see.
But just as she thought that she realized that there could be something better.
Devon and Jax both wet from head to toe, walking towards her in rain or from the ocean where they had just gone for a swim, with a lustful and determined look in their identical yet so very different eyes. Letting her know exactly what it was that they were thinking of and who they wanted to do it with.
Jesse was startled out of her new little fantasy by arms suddenly wrapping themselves around her body so that two large, tanned hands could settled on the slight swell of her stomach, allowing Jax to pull her closer to the hard length of his very aroused body. Pleasurable shudders ran through her, both because of what he had done do her in that very same position the night before and the sensations he set alight in her by sucking the lobe of her ear into his mouth so that he could playfully nip at it.
All this he did with Devon watching them. His hands slowed, moving closer to that piece of him Jesse wanted, desperately, to have inside her. To have pushed past her tight inner muscles, and thrust inside her over and over again, with Jax helping him take her higher than ever before, until they both shattered into a thousand pieces.
Together.
Just like they had the night before.
"Join him," Jax growled into her ear, his early-morning beard rasping over her sensitive skin, making the fire in her veins burn even hotter.
Jesse made a small sound at the back of her throat as Jax moved his hands from her stomach to the small of her back, scratching a blazing trail there with his short nails before he gently pushed her towards his brother who had opened the door and was watching Jesse approach him with a hungry look in his eyes that Jax knew was also reflected within his own.
Jax grinned to himself as he watched Jesse step into the shower and his brother lift her roughly up against him so that he could claim her lips in a possessive kiss. It was a hard, unyielding kiss, one to prove to her that the night before had happened and that she was theirs.
And they were never going to let her go.
Jesse curled her arms around Devon's neck and held him close as she kissed him, sliding her tongue against his as she swallowed all the passion he poured into her. Anchoring her hands through his hair as she wrapped her legs around his trim hips so that she could hold onto him as he pressed her against the wall, shielding her from most of the water falling over them in heavy pelts.
Hands palmed her breasts, tugging softly yet firmly at the nipples as he moved his hips into the cradle of her own. His dick slid between the slick folds of her core, teasing her with a rhythm she knew would drive her to the edge within seconds but no matter how she tilted or moved her hips she couldn't get him to enter her. To help her get rid of the ache she knew that he could help her.
"Now, please. Don't wait. I can't stand not having you inside me." She told him, pulling her mouth away from his so that she could drag in a few deep gulps of air.
"You'll wait as long as I want you to wait." He growled as he gripped a fistful of her hair to expose her throat. Gripping the tendon made vulnerable to him by that action between his teeth, he moved them away from the wall. Loving the helpless mewling sounds that filled the air as his hand slid between them to reach her clit, which seemed to be swollen and eagerly waiting for his attention.
And even though he loved those little sounds she made, there was another sound he wanted to hear more than anything.
A sound that she had spoiled him with throughout the last night.
The sound of his name falling for her lips as she reached her climax.
He wanted to hear it again, and he wanted to hear it now.
Determined to get what he wanted, Devon set Jesse on the corner of the basin and pushed her backward as he kissed her again. He took her hands within his and placed them at her sides, gripping the basin.
"Don't let go." He commanded against her lips, his tone causing a thick gush slick that would have embarrassed her in the past. But she knew he, they, loved that about her. Loved the fact that they could get her wet so easily.
The dark look in his bright eyes let Jesse know that he meant business, so she tightened her fingers before giving him a nod that had a smile of pure pleasure spreading over his face. Her heart clenched dangerously in her chest at the sight, it was very rare that Devon smiled at anyone and to have that smile turned her way made her feel something bloom deep inside her.
Something dangerous yet undeniably sweet.
But then she forgot all it when he knelt in front of her, taking her one foot in hand and bringing it to his mouth where he nibbled and tongued the sensitive skin of her arch. Lulling her into relaxing with his clever fingers kneading up her legs. And just as she slumped back completely against the mirror behind her he bit her, hard, and dug his fingers into her leg, causing her to shoot back up with a gasp of pleasure bordering so deliciously to pain.
He shifted positions as he moved up her legs, his mouth following the path of his fingers. By the time he reached her thighs, lingering so very close to her core that she could actually feel his breath caressing her wet, pink skin, Jesse was sure she was close to having a sort of seizure. She couldn’t stop the heavy pants and whimpers that left her mouth as he continued his erotic torture.
Her fingers felt numb from gripping the basin so tight in an attempt to not sink her fingers into his hair and jerk his mouth to where she needed it to be.
Now.
A desperate cry left her as he skipped her core and moved his mouth to her stomach, leaving only his fingers behind to play with the soaking curls, but moving his hand away every time her hips lifted and brought his fingers closer to her clit.
Frustration had her growling at the back of her throat and without thinking, Jesse let go of the basin. It wasn't until she had her fingers woven into his hair and his mouth frozen inches away from her nipple that Jesse realized what she had done. She swallowed hard as Devon tilted his head back to look her straight in the eye and what she saw there had her squirming on her perch.
"I told you, quite clearly in fact, that you must not move your hands." He told her softly, a dangerous tone entering his voice.
"I- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-" She started explaining, only to be cut off.
"Oh, I think you meant to," Devon told her rising slowly to his feet and Jesse tilted her head back to keep eye contact with him. "I could see in your eyes that you wanted to disobey me. Bad girl Jesse. Very bad girl."
Jesse swallowed hard once again at those words and dropped her eyes as Devon stepped closer to her, forcing her legs wider and lowering his head so that he could whisper in her ear.
"Would you like to know what happens to bad girls, Jesse?" He whispered right against her ear but Jesse remained silent, her whole being going on high alert at the sound of his voice and the whispering touch of his fingers moving slowly from her nipple to her belly button.
“Yes,” she whispered, not trusting her voice to do anything else as she waited for his darkly erotic reply.
“They get punished.”